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Album: Songs Of Freedom (1992)
Artists: Marley Bob

  1. Acoustic Medley (Guava Jelly; This Train; Cornerst
  2. AFRICA UNITE
  3. BABYLON SYSTEM
  4. Back Out
  5. BAD CARD
  6. Bend Down Low
  7. Burnin' and Lootin'
  8. Bus Dem Shut (Pyaka)
  9. Caution
  10. COMING IN FROM THE COLD
  11. Concrete Jungle
  12. COULD YOU BE LOVED
  13. Craven Choke Puppy
  14. CRAZY BALDHEADS
  15. Do It Twice
  16. Don't Rock the Boat
  17. Duppy Conqueror
  18. EASY SKANKING
  19. EXODUS
  20. FOREVER LOVING JAH
  21. Get Up, Stand Up
  22. GIVE THANKS AND PRAISES
  23. Guava Jelly
  24. Hammer
  25. High Tide or Low Tide
  26. Hypocrites
  27. I Shot the Sheriff
  28. I'm Hurting Inside
  29. I'm Still Waiting
  30. Iron Lion Zion
  31. IS THIS LOVE
  32. JAH LIVE
  33. JAMMIN'
  34. JOHNNY WAS
  35. Judge Not
  36. KEEP ON MOVING
  37. The Big Parade


Marley Bob
Songs Of Freedom
Acoustic Medley (Guava Jelly; This Train; Cornerst
Guava Jelly; This Train; Cornerstone; Comma Comma; Dewdrops;
Stir It Up; I'm Hurting Inside


a. GUAVA JELLY [Bob Marley]

Baby, I really, really love you now.
I think you should stop your cryin';
Here my kerchief to dry your eyes,
You know that I love you, yea-eah-eah.
Groovy; here I am:
Come rub it 'pon me belly
Like a guava jelly.
Damsel, here I stand:
Come rub it 'pon me belly
Like-a guava jelly.


b. THIS TRAIN [arr. Bob Marley]

This train - mm - mm - mm;
This train is bound to glory - this train;
Talkin' 'bout ma: this train is bound to glory - this train:
This train is bound to glory,
This train carry no un'oly;
This train - I'm a-talkin' 'bout: this train.

When I was just a kid,
My mommy used to sing this song.
Now I've grown to be a man,
Well, it still lingers deep down in my soul;
I said, it still lingers deep down in my soul.

I'm talkin' 'bout: this train is bound to glory - this train;
This train is bound to glory - this train;
This train is bound to glory,
O dis 'ere train carry no un'oly.
This train - I'm a-talkin' 'bout: this train.


c. CORNERSTONE [Bob Marley]

The stone that the builder refuse
Will always be the head cornerstone-a;
The stone that the builder refuse
Will always be the head cornerstone.

You're a builder, baby;
Here I am, a stone.
Don't you pick and refuse me,
'Cause the things people refuse
Are the things they should choose.
Do you 'ear me? Hear what I say!

Stone that the builder refuse
Will always be the head cornerstone-a;
The stone that the builder refuse, yeah! -
Will always be the head cornerstone.

You're a builder, baby;
Wo, here I am, a stone!
Don't you pick and refuse me,
'Cause the t'ings people refuse
Are the things they should use;
The things people refuse
Are the things they should use.
Do you 'ear me? Hear what I say!

Stone dat them builder refuse
Will always be the head cornerstone-a;
The stone that dem builder refuse
Will always be the head cornerstone.


d. COMMA COMMA [Bob Marley]

Comma, comma, come back here,
My-y young lady;
Comma, comma, come back here to me,
My-y young lady, yeah!
Jus' while I thought
Everything was running smooth,
She left me
While I was in the mood.
Now I'm callin' to you,
But my world is relying for you to:

Comma, comma, come back here,
My-y young lady, yeah!
Comma, comma, come back here to me,
My-y young lady!
Jus' while I thought
Everything was running smooth.
You know I love you;
Oh now I love you. /fadeout/


e. DEWDROPS [Bob Marley]

Mm-mm-hm.
I've been searchin' the whole darn day
For a little woman of mine - mine - mine - mine.
Someone a-told me I could find her here,
But it seem she disappear.
Said, I searched the whole darn day;
Night is drawing nigh.
I t'ink I'd better go home;
Try tomorrow again.

But when I reached that railroad station,
I missed the last train,
And then it seemed like dewdrops
Gonna fall on me;
Yes, it seem like teardrops
Gonna call on me now.

I said, I'd better make up my mind
What am I gonna do.
Am I gonna rest up here,
Or am I gonna push on through?

My mind say, "Hey, man, ya hit the road."
Down there I missed the track - track - track;
I'm lost! Lord, I'm lost, eh!
Love is such a heavy load!

And then: for crying out loud, come back to me!
For crying out loud, hear my plea!
For crying out loud, come back to me!
Why do you treat me so bad?
Why do you treat me so bad?
Mm - mm - mm - mm - bam, bam.
Bom, bom, bome, bome.


f. STIR IT UP [Bob Marley]

Let's stir it up!
Stir it up, little darlin';
Stir it up. Yaga, yaga.
Little darlin', stir it up. Mm.
Little darlin'.

It's been a long, long time
Since I've got you on my mind, o-oh.
Now you are here
It's so clear:
See what we could do,
Just you and me, yea-eah!

Let's stir it up!
Little darlin', stir it up!
Oh, come on, woman!
Little darlin', come on! Stir it up. ...
Little darlin'.

I'll push the wood, blaze the fire;
Satisfy your heart desire.
I'll a-stir it, yeah - every minute, yeah!
All you got to do, honey, Keep it in it.

Let's stir it up!
Little darlin', let's stir it up!
Little darlin', stir it up!
Oh, wo - wo - wo - wo-ah, li'l darlin'. Lead up now.


g. I'M HURTING INSIDE [Bob Marley]

When I was just a little child,
'Appiness was there awhile.
Then from me it slipped one day:
'Appiness, come back, I say,
'Cause if you don't come - come,
I go looking, yeah! -
For 'appiness.
'Cause if you don't come - come,
I go looking now! -
For 'appiness.

Then together like school children,
Then your hurt was just in vain.
Lord, I'm your weary child:
'Appiness, come back. Oh, I -
'Cause if you don't come
Gonna go lookin', yeah! -
For 'appiness.
And if you don't come,
Gonna go lookin', yeah! -
For 'appiness.
Like Jah said, I'm a-hurtin' inside;
I'm a-hurtin' inside.
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